I literally came up with the first-half of this nursery rhyme/lullaby on my way home last night. I usually only can alter existing songs, but I came up with something entirely original for my character, Renard Benton (Renard is a name for Fox character, and the name itself is reference to a fox), set in the early Victorian Era for this section. My friends were wondering how the hell were they suppose to get the rhythm down without me singing it first; so here you go, you asked for it.

Honestly, I swear this song exists somewhere and I internalized it without knowing it. Hope you don't mind my kind of crappy microphone and probably deaf-tone singing. Didn't feel like I can express

The set up for this song: You can either imagine a mother vixen overlooking the beginning of winter, alone, when she sings to her cub as she feels compelled to protect him in the world. Or, on her dying bed, she asks her son to sing the song along with herself before passing on.

Lyrics (written by Ryan Colfxire (me)):

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
There's a window for you
As to watch the sun rose.

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
There's a vibrant warm hue
From yer tail to the nose.

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
There's some white on yer nose
Of the first sleet of snow.

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
I'll see you someday there
To watch as you 'ill grow.

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
I'm here beside yer face
To keep yer smile a'glow

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
Why hide yer muzzle there,
When you light any woe?

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
Beyon' those white peaks there,
Or farther than I've roam?

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
You'll see fath'r some day
And we'll welcome him home.

Little Ren', Little Red;
How yonder will ye go?
None can come between us
To tear the love I sow.

Little Ren', Little Red;
Why cry now do-ye-so?
There's a new world for you
Once spring takes 'way the snow.
Variation:
[There's a whole world for you
That I shall... ne...ver... know...]